Through the criminals' physical characteristics, language, and numbers, Barbara had a rough idea of where they came from, which made things easier for Luke.
After obtaining this information, he activated optical camouflage again, left the ward, and snuck out of the base.
In the wilderness, he thought for a moment before removing the Big Dipper Battle Armor and changing into the White Wolf Battle Armor.
This time, a pair of wings popped out of the White Wolf Armor. Its back was even taller, and there were three more small jets on it.
Activating the jet, Luke flew diagonally toward his first destination.
The power of the newly installed experimental propulsion system was far inferior to Tony's Iron Man Armor. After all, the energy source was a big problem, so he could only choose the economical and environmentally friendly cruise mode for long-distance flights.
Even so, its cruising speed was still around 120 kilometers per hour.
In Afghanistan, which was a war zone filled with mountains and forces from all sides, its advantages were still very outstanding.
For example, a small plane could fly faster, but taking off was a problem. Many materials could not be obtained for the time being, and the stealth function could not be solved.
However, flying at low altitudes with the White Wolf Battle Armor did not have these problems.
Crossing the mountains in the night sky, Luke was soon almost a hundred kilometers deep in the mountains.
After confirming that this was indeed one of the coordinates Barbara had provided, he quickly reduced the output of the jet device on his back to the minimum, maintaining the armor's almost silent glide down. The pure white armor also disappeared into the air.
As a half-assassin type of armor, White Wolf had added an optical camouflage system in its subsequent modifications, but its level of concealment was still inferior to the Big Dipper Armor.
Fortunately, this was not the United States, but a small mountain village in Afghanistan.
Luke snuck into the biggest room in the village. He didn't need to interrogate them, and simply gave one of the guards an inducer. He then found the boss based on the guard's intelligence and gave him another inducer.
In this lawless place against the terrorists, he could use all the methods that he couldn't use casually in the past. He could use them as quickly and efficiently as possible.
Ten minutes later, Luke took to the sky again, leaving only the bodies of the leaders in the room.
He did not dispose of the bodies. After all, he did not have to worry about the terrorists calling the police.
If something big happened in Afghanistan, he could make White Wolf or Big Dipper take the blame.
He had to avoid the Ghost Butcher's methods as much as possible.
There were as many factions here as there were hairs on a cow, and the origins of the members of these factions were extremely complicated. Barbara's intelligence had only locked onto a general area.
Luke could only look for them one by one.
If he was lucky, he would be able to find the person directly.
If he was unlucky, he could only hope that someone from the other forces knew of Tony's whereabouts.
These people didn't need to see it with their own eyes. As long as they could confirm that a certain force had made a big move here some time ago, it would be an extremely obvious clue.
Using more than 200 people to successfully ambush the US military convoy, it was impossible to completely hide this matter from these local forces.
These leaders didn't belong to the group that attacked Tony, and Tony's whereabouts weren't mentioned in the information they gave.
He could only find out from their mouths who was more powerful and had more information channels in the vicinity. Then, he would quickly move to the next location of the information provider.
…
As Luke shuttled through the night sky in the mountains of Afghanistan, Tony was in the final stages of his sprint.
Half a month ago, the convoy escorting him was attacked.
Tony was injured and unconscious.
After losing consciousness for a period of time, he entered a semi-conscious state, and a nightmarish pain kept haunting him.
Just as he was about to go to sleep, many bearded men kept wandering in front of him, shouting and yelling at him, which annoyed him.
He couldn't tell what they meant. It was like everything was happening in a dream, and he forgot most of it after seeing it.
At a certain moment, he finally completely woke up from his coma.
It was dark in front of him except for the dim yellow light not far away.
A moment later, he realized that he was probably in a cave, and that there was a bald middle-aged man with him in the cave.
He soon learned that the middle-aged man was called Ethan, and was a scientist as well as a doctor.
They had met at a conference in Bern, Switzerland in 1999, but Tony was so drunk at the time that he didn't remember Ethan at all.
In this regard, Tony could only apologize for his previous hedonistic personality.
Thankfully, Ethan had a good temper. Although Tony had ignored him back then, he had only said a few jokes before dropping the subject.
If he had run into a petty person, he might have hated him for the rest of his life.
Now, the two of them were in the same boat. They were both unlucky people who had been kidnapped by terrorists outside the cave.
However, Ethan was at least in good health. Tony, on the other hand, discovered to his horror that there was a hole in his chest.
It didn't matter that there was a hole, but there was an … electromagnet buried in the hole.
The electromagnet wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that the electromagnet had to be powered by a heavy battery.
Without the electromagnet to absorb the remaining rocket shrapnel in the wound on his chest, they could flow into his heart and kill him at any moment.
It was Ethan who had operated on Tony, removed the shrapnel, and installed the electromagnet.
Therefore, Ethan was the tycoon's savior.
Unfortunately, the environment they were in was extremely harsh. Tony had only woken up for a short while before he was dragged out.
After experiencing the torture of water torture, which he had never experienced in his life, Tony, a very smart guy, chose to feign civility and agreed to start work.
The so-called work was something that he hadn't taken seriously before — building Jericho missiles.
The tycoon had mixed feelings about the request of the criminal leader.
Hadn't he used this crappy thing to fool the company's shareholders and the military? Now, someone had kidnapped a super tycoon like him for such ordinary stuff.
The criminals were also very persistent. They didn't want money or fame. They just wanted the third-rate missile that he had just developed.
What shocked Tony even more was that after he agreed to cooperate, he was taken out of the cave for the first time. However, he saw the Stark Industries logo on the weapons in the criminals' hands, cars, and piles of weapons.
When he was driven back to the cave again, he murmured in disbelief, "Where did they get my weapons, and so many of them?"
Ethan didn't think much of the tycoon's shock. "They've always had secret channels to buy your weapons in bulk. They're your genuine big customers. You've made a lot of money from them."
"WTF?!" Tony had a look of disbelief on his face.
As an arms dealer, the money he earned was naturally from selling weapons.
However, the Military Fire that he saw just now had obviously exceeded a certain default limit.
There were many powerful anti-tank missiles and anti-aircraft missiles, and the production batch numbers indicated that they were new in recent months.
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